Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 862: Alright! Dismantling the nuclear bomb again!

"That bastard Baijiu...he has been playing tricks on us!" Kava almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, with veins bulging on his forehead.

"Now, everyone, listen up! Divide into teams of two and search separately!" Kava's bloodthirsty gaze swept across the entire hall, like a hungry wolf king. "Everyone, move! Even if we have to turn the airport upside down, we're going to find him!"

"Yes!" The agents responded in unison, and then quickly dispersed, like hounds in the water, rushing in different directions.

"Baijiu," Lao Hei's voice was more serious than ever. He stared intently at the scattered dots of light on the screen. "Our 'American friends' seem to have come to their senses. They've begun searching the entire airport separately, like spreading a net. You must remain on high alert now."

Baijiu nodded silently without responding, so as not to arouse the suspicion of Grace beside him.

He broke the slightly awkward silence and asked naturally, "What should I call you?"

"Just call me Grace," Grace looked at the liquor and asked, "What about you?"

"Listen carefully, Grace," Baijiu still avoided answering his name. His neck was like the most sophisticated reconnaissance instrument, silently scanning the surroundings, assessing every potential threat. "In this huge airport, I'm not the only one interested in that key."

He was giving Grace a heads-up to prevent her from losing her composure in the event of an emergency.

"If I tell you to run later," Baijiu's voice was terrifyingly calm, "you must run as fast as you can. Don't look back, don't hesitate."

"Run?" Grace thought she had misheard and repeated it. Then a hint of excitement appeared on her face. "You mean... run? Oh my God, this is getting more and more exciting."

"McAllen," Old Black turned his gaze to another screen, "Have you found the bag now?"

"I found it!" Just as Lao Hei asked the question, the package with a flashing red alarm was delivered to McAllen by the conveyor belt.

He took a few steps forward, opened his arms, and very carefully took down the ordinary-looking package and placed it on an empty metal workbench next to him.

With trembling hands, he unzipped the package and slowly opened it to both sides - the things inside made his scalp tingle instantly, and he almost couldn't breathe!

"Old Black..." McAllen wiped the cold sweat that suddenly seeped out of his forehead. For the first time in his life, he prayed so fervently that he was seeing things. "The bag... the bag contained a cylindrical device... It looked... looked exactly like an 'old friend'..."

His voice was trembling. "But I really hope I'm fucking wrong! Old Black, please help me confirm this!"

He forced a stiff smile that was uglier than crying and took a deep breath. "I...I'll take it out now."

MacLaren took out the gray-white cylindrical device very slowly and carefully with both hands.

Lao Hei magnified it through the surveillance footage and observed it carefully... After a few seconds, his expression became exactly the same as McAllen's, with shock and horror frozen on his face.

"What's the situation, Lao Hei?" Baijiu's voice came at the right time, like a sharp blade cutting through the blank shock in Lao Hei's mind.

Lao Hei forced himself to suppress his turbulent emotions and quickly dispelled the image of the deadly device from his mind: "Baijiu, the buyer is in the waiting area above you."

"It's at the top of the escalator." Baijiu followed Lao Hei's instructions and turned to look towards the second floor. Grace also turned her head subconsciously.

"But now we have some very unfortunate news," Lao Hei's voice was extremely low, full of urgency. "All the agents involved in this encirclement and suppression operation are closing in on you. They could pounce on you at any moment!"

The middle-aged man in charge of the transaction was pacing anxiously in the waiting area on the second floor, holding a mobile phone.

At the same time, above the escalator where Baijiu was, the man in a white suit and sunglasses quietly turned half sideways, and his eyes accurately captured Baijiu downstairs.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile that showed everything was under control.

McAllen carefully placed the white cylindrical device, which looked like a small gas tank, steadily on the table.

He gave a desperate smile, almost raising his hands in surrender: "No...it shouldn't be like this..."

"I seem to have... accidentally activated it." McAllen continued to observe the device, trying to report more details to Lao Hei and himself. He couldn't just stand there and watch.

Suddenly, a black display screen on the side of the device lit up, and a creepy and extremely familiar radiation warning icon appeared!

At the same time, red countdown numbers began to jump on the screen!

McAllen held his head in pain. What was coming was coming, and there was no way to avoid it!

“Oh my God!” McAllen pinched his brow so hard that it almost broke. “I knew it! I’m holding a nuclear bomb in my hands!”

"Don't worry," Lao Hei's voice remained as steady as a rock. He asked calmly, "What's the estimated equivalent force?"

"Hmm..." McCarron's brain raced in panic, relying on past painful experience to judge, "I think... it should be big enough to completely wipe the entire airport... and all of us off the map."

"Then can you tear it down now?" Lao Hei asked the most crucial question directly.

“I want to tear it down, too!” McCarron was nearly crying. He looked around desperately, “But…but I don’t have any fucking tools!”

"Then go find it!" Lao Hei's tone was filled with a subtle impatience. It felt like hearing someone say "I'm hungry" but standing still.

The solution is obviously to find something to eat!

"But where do you want me to find it?!" McAllen raged inwardly. Don't I understand such a simple truth? Don't I know that I need to eat when I'm hungry?!

But this is the fucking airport logistics channel!

All around were cold metal conveyor belts and packages!

Do you want me to bite it with my teeth or break it with my hands?

Or... try your luck in the maintenance room next door?

While McAllen was complaining madly in his heart, his eyes scanned the surroundings quickly like a radar.

Suddenly, his sight stopped at one place——

It was a busy baggage sorting area, with packages of all sizes being processed quickly.

Yeah…how could I forget this?

A crazy idea flashed through his mind.

He suddenly quickened his pace and rushed back to the roaring conveyor belt, his eyes scanning the moving packages like searchlights.

Then, he spotted a long, hard suitcase that looked like a precision instrument or tool, and suddenly pulled it off the conveyor belt!

He no longer cared about anything else and used all his strength to try to open the box in the most brutal and primitive way.

He hoped that there would be the tools he urgently needed to deal with the doomsday device!